Neva Tsumori

Backstory

• Personal History

  Hello Everybody. I would like to formally introduce myself. My name is Neva Tsumori. I would like to start out with the same spiel that all of you are probably used to. Had parents, loved me very much, as an older brother. Parents were religious, they were good Christians and I loved them dearly. My brother joined the military saw action and perished. I wear his dog tags in remembrance. My parents died in a house fire....blah blah blah. You know the rest. I was the one that set the fire and I went crazy and became a murderous sociopath.....*laughs evilly*….I'm kidding.
  
  No, that's not what happened. My brother did go into the military and did die. My parents did perish in a fire. My parents were very good people. They helped those around them when they could. My father taught me how to black smith, while my mother taught me how to work with my hands, you know leather working, tailoring, the works. I am jack of all trade smithy.
  
  
  
  I am best friends with someone by the name of soula...and to say she is a unique....individual....would be a bit of an understatement. I lost my parents when I was 14. My best friend being the bleeding heart that she is, begged her father (who please keep in my that hates me with every inch of his being) to allow me ot move in with them. He VERY reluctantly said yes. His rules were very simple "1. Don't do anything to hurt my daughter....or I will make you disappear." I mean....who in there right mind would want to hurt her. She's fucking crazy, but she's super sweet. "2. You are not to share a room with her." He knew I had a major crush on her, and hated that I was gay. He isn't even religious and saw it as evil.....or maybe it was more of "my daughter needs protecting from everyone....."
  
  
  I don't fucking know. And rule number "3. You are not allowed to practice your religion under my roof!!!!" I would say out of the 3...he was the most persistent on this one. But I understood. And for those of you interested... I will explain on another page what it is.
  
  
  Basically I spent the better part of 10 years under his roof. I followed his rules to a T. Hell, when it came to guys persuing her, void expected me to step in the way. And guess what..... I did gladly. I didn't completely hault their persuits, simply because I didn't know what goals they might have had in mind. But that did land me in a few fights. And I can tell you, ((this is for any genre)) that the school I went to, I was probably the most intimidating thing atleast in the general area.
  
  
  I would say when I was around 18 I finally admitted how I felt to soula, and her being her, turned me down gently and still wished to remain friends. She never did anything to take advantage of my feelings for her.....except maybe once or twice......maybe? Anyway, we have remained friends since.
  
  
  As I grew up outside of the house, I found my own place to take over, and call home. I built a smithy shop, and fill orders every day. While running a very....entertaining group of individuals. We are called the manical jesters. And we assist the police in crime, but we are more of bounty hunters, we will find those truly guilty of robbery, stalking, or just the general plush laws. When it comes to murderer's and rapists though.... I take special pleasure in them myself. My ultimate goal is to turn the area into a safe one for soula.